... the unicorn is a mythological creature in many cultures, shown mostly as a white horse with a a horn in his forehead; he heals, he clears the evil, or gives life; in the middle ages it was the symbol of power and purity... the unicorn lived away from humans' sight, it was considered he is impossible to catch, and his appearance was a good sign;

the fact that it wasn't seen for centuries, it means we live damned ages...

it's said the unicorn will come again when the goodness will rule again...

the images are from the Kornis castle near Dej, Romania... after almost 500 years of history, neither the unicorn of the coat of arms, nor the two from the entrance, will not be able to stop the forgetfulness of this place...

it seems it becomes a tradition to have once a year, what we call at the office, a "trip with the classmates"; this time one night of accomodation was included, and we visited the memorial houses of two of the greatest romanian writers...

"lumea hoinăreşte cu mine în noaptea asta

paşi mici ce-i fac cu tine

îţi urmez inima, urmez luna

ascunsă atât de departe de mine

lumea hoinăreşte cu noi în noaptea asta

ah, doar de-ar exista departe de mine

un loc unde inima mea

să afle dacă te poate iubi sau nu

şi hoinăreşte, şi va hoinări

inima mea, împreună cu tine

şi va hoinări pământul

va hoinări viaţa mea

şi într-o bună zi, da, se va înţelege pe sine

eşti tu cea care mă hoinăreşti în noapte

eşti tu cea care mă hoinăreşti departe de-aici

dar ştiu că tu eşti luna mea

unele lucruri dezvăluite, unele ascunse

sunt drumuri albastre în cer

sunt ochi, şi cerul e deja acolo

da, cred că acestea sunt stelele

ah, de le-aş putea opri pentru mine

..."

"the world wanders with me tonightsmall steps that I take with youI follow your heart and the moonhidden so far away from me

the world wanders with us tonightah, if only there existed far from herea place to discover my heartto know if it can love you or not

and it wanders and it will wandermy heart, together with youand the earth will wandermy life will wanderand one day, yes, it will understand itself

it's you who turns with me tonightit's you who turns far from herebut I know you are my moonsome things you show, some things you don't

there are blue roads in the skythere are eyes, and the sky is there alreadyyes, I think these are the starsah, if only I could stop these for me